People from the North Shore couldn't help but look at him. However, he was a stranger to them, and his manner of dressing evoked disdain.
The Chosen from the North Shore didn't even give him any attention.
Finding himself at the center of so much attention made Yan Xiaobao feel a bit awkward. He cleared his throat, puffed out his chest, extended his spear, and then stood next to Zhou Xinqi.
When he realized both sides were staring at each other, his spirit immediately soared.
"A staring contest! I'm really good at those!" He immediately looked at the North Shore Disciples, his face showing a very serious expression.
At that moment, a breeze lifted the long hair from his back. Coupled with the long spear he held in his hand, his stature was quite impressive.
As time went by, more and more people began to fill the stands on both sides. The huge crowd was growing, only divided by the arena floor.
